The third sister-in-law couldn't leave with her child, so Mrs. Song came to invite Fu Mingjiao to come with her.
"That's fine. The snow scenery in the mountains is very beautiful. It's good to go and relax." Jixiang nodded, and then went to tell Ruyi. Ruyi must be sad too. He doesn't want to see Chang Chengyi these days. It's better to go out for a walk. good.
"Go and get ready." Although it is cold in winter, Fu Mingjiao is very excited to go out and play. She has been shut down for so long because of her body!
The mountain temple outside the city is quite far away, and few ladies in Beijing would go so far.
Mrs. Song insists on going here every year because she was deeply harmed by rumors at the time. A monk from this temple came down the mountain to beg for alms and met her. He spoke to her and helped her, thus forming a bond.
When Ms. Song talked about the past, her tone was calm, with a hint of helplessness, and she did not harbor any resentment. She had already given up on it, and all she wanted now was a safe and smooth life.
If she hadn't been able to get married to Fu Chaohua, maybe she wouldn't have come back to Beijing.
This mountain temple is not big. It stands on a high mountain. The road is very difficult to walk. You can even see the cliff-like valley. Fu Mingjiao climbed up the mountain and was shocked to see the unmelted snow on the top of the mountain.
"Fourth sister, look at that mountain." Mrs. Song gasped, smiled and pointed to the mountain in the distance: "The snow on the mountain almost never melts all year round."
"Really?" Fu Mingjiao raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled. The mountain was so good that no one would climb it.
"Listen, there is a bell ringing." There seemed to be lingering sounds in the valley. Mrs. Song pulled Fu Mingjiao and continued to walk forward. Finally, she reached the temple gate and saw the temple hidden among the towering ancient trees, covered with snow and smoke. It was as if I had strayed into a fairyland.
This place is sparsely populated. When they arrived, they only saw monks clearing snow in front of the temple. A few rays of sunlight fell on the monks, making people feel awe for no reason.
The snow-clearing monk Wen Sheng came up, and when he saw Mrs. Song and Fu Mingjiao, he immediately smiled, clasped his hands together and bowed: "But Almsgiver Song?"
¡°I¡¯ve met the young master.¡± Mrs. Song pursed her lips slightly and nodded with a smile.
"Master has told me that Almsgiver Song will come with me." The monk smiled, turned around and led the two of them inside.
There are not many monks in the temple and no one can be seen on the road.
As you walked further in, you could hear the sound of chanting sutras and knocking wooden fish. Occasionally, you saw monks carrying buckets walking in. They were not curious about the sudden appearance of Mrs. Song and Fu Mingjiao, and they didn't come to join in the fun. .
This temple gives people a very peaceful and comfortable feeling.
Mrs. Song introduced Fu Mingjiao to the palaces in the temple along the way, and led Fu Mingjiao to sit down in the Zen room.
??Then the abbot from the temple came to meet her. Mrs. Song was very familiar with the abbot. They sat drinking tea and talking. Such a peaceful place made Fu Mingjiao feel that her whole mind relaxed.
She got up and walked outside the small courtyard. The snow in the courtyard had not yet melted, and it had not been cleaned. In the snow, you could still see the footprints of birds stepping on it. Looking up, she saw the heavy snow on the pine trees. Snow.
Fu Mingjiao walked into the courtyard holding the hem of her skirt and stretched out her hand to pull the pine needle branches. The snow fell and fell on her hair.
Fu Mingjiao exclaimed, shrinking her neck and hiding away with a smile.
"Madam, what are you doing?" Ji Xiang and Ruyi looked at Fu Mingjiao's behavior and were dumbfounded, and quickly stepped forward to sweep the snowflakes off her head. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com